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Flashback Outfit: Having A KiKi

And too may cocktails honey. This picture was taken 10 years ago when I was running a modeling agency in Boston. I thought that snazzy title gave me license to act like a drag queen. I used words like girl, … Continue reading

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Flashback Outfit: A Disco Queen No More?

I’m hanging up my disco shoes for awhile. Kids, the Lady don’t disco like she used too and the age of my driver’s license is starting to show. I forget sometimes how old I actually am until I meet people … Continue reading

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Flashback Outfit: Serial Killer Smurf

I thought I would switch gears today and try to put a smile on your face. It’s been a heavy week – and while I have no intention of forgetting what happening – I’m going to try to keep this … Continue reading

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Flashback Outfit: F@*K the Fall Dance

Ah! Fall dances. The up-tempo rhythms. The really bad photo booths. The pumpkin-ghost decor. As we can see from this picture, I am beside myself with excitement and plans of murder. I never dug dances. I never liked having my … Continue reading

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Flashback Outfit: The Hippie Addition

Here’s the proof that I’ve had the same haircut since the age of 16. That’s how old I am in this picture. This is also confirmation that I am in fact a hippie. You can have a hardy-har laugh at … Continue reading

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Flashback Outfit: WEEEE! HorsEy!

For those of you who read this blog – all 3 of you get a gold star on my fridge – then you know that back in the dizzzay I had a rather obscene obsession with Dee-Lite. Rave culture in … Continue reading

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Flashback Outfit: Ghetto GlamYO

Apparently I was fishing for some serious street cred (or high on crack)¬†when I put this outfit on back in the early 2000’s. There’s nothing like an ice cold Heiny in between your vaginy. Putting Poonatz (pet name for my … Continue reading

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